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A . V a c a t i o n . I n . P a r a d i s e .
What could be better?
Tragity.
To be stranded, no reason to be known.
But one thing is certain,
somebody in the certain number of survivors was part of it.
S u r v i v a l .
can they survive.
The ten of them.
Alone.
A traitor amoung them.
Who?
Nobody knows.
F a t e .

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The Long Story Short '
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    A cruise ship full of people sets out onto the seas of the carribean.
    The summer sun the exotic sights of the lonely islands.
    Singles going out for fun, couples strengthening bonds, friends celebrating the end of school and graduation.
    They all think safety is on the ship.
    A lone wolf so to say is amoung them. The safety is broken.
    A traitor, the identity hidden.
    This traitor has planned a systematic event where the engines stop and the ship stops. Many will die.
    Only ten will survive.
    The only island within reach is a very tropical island.
    Hott sun, Warm rain.
    Clear waters and an abundance of fruits and animals.
    This island thirves.
    They just need to
    S u r v i v e .

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  • Jungle Girl / / [Evelyne Michelle Passmore] / / [OrgasmicSkittles] / /
    Raised in the forests around south america. She learned about the plants and animals and how to hunt and survive amoungst the crude enviroments of the amazon. She is an asset to the group. She know alot about the ways to hunt and take things down. She grew up fishing in rivers and knows how to easily and efficiantly catch fish.
  • Bikini Babe / / Kayla Marie Smith / / [ L3TS MAK3 A SC3N3!. ] / /
    Its the USA for her. Raised in Miami florida, a very harsh place to grow up for someone such as herself. She decided to take a break from the oogling perverts of the south east coast beach and hit the international seas. She knows something about the sun and tanning that can come in handy when the days get hott. She may not look like it but she is quiet active.
  • The Healer / / [insert name here] / / [insert username] / /
    Konichiwa. Old japanese healing techniques from herbs. Mixes of naturally grown herbs that she would find in the forests or rice patties. Her grandma taught her how to choose the right ones. She knows how to tell the beneficial plants from the lethal toxins. Its best not to let wounds get infected.
  • Knowledge / / [insert name here] / / [insert username] / /
    She isn't your typical german. She was raised in germany and lived there for all her life. Her parents were from America and they moved there because of her fathers job. During the harsh winters she would read.. She absorbed the knowledge from all the books and puts it to use quiet well. She knows almost everything.
  • The Quiet One / / Mella Daynna Berkson / / The Ranzatsu / /
    Raised in Ireland, she never really had many people to talk to. She had an older brother but he drowned when the ship crashed. She tends to hide and is really good at sneaking up on people and other things. She can climb a tree likes its nobodies bussiness. She is used to alot of rain and some sun, so the weather is diffrent for her. Some people think she is weird and depressed but she really does smile alot.


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T e s t o s t e r o n e . W a r :


  • Muscle Man / / [insert name here] / / [insert username] / /
    He was raised in the west of the USA. California is his home town, and the waves are his element. He was a lifeguard during the summer and a personal trainer during the winter. He never let his body down. He can swim against any current and is good when it comes to saving lives. Although when it comes to anything after pulling them out of danger he is at a loss.
  • The Protector / / [insert name here] / / [insert username] / /
    He never really could think of his proper citizenship since his family moved around alot. He had a couple younger sisters and brought one on this cruise to celebrate her sweet sixteen birthday. Sadley she drowned when the ship sank, he feels it is his fault he couldn't protect her. He has always been the safe watch for his family. He is a good leader and is very headstrong.
  • The Doctor / / [insert name here] / / [insert username] / /
    Both his father and mother were doctors in a big hospital in Canada. They moved around sometimes, and it never really gave him a chance to get to know alot of people. He adopted the love of medicine from both his parents since when he was young he tagged along with them alot to work. He can stich up wounds and treat illness. A usefull trait.
  • The Chef / / [insert name here] / / [insert username] / /
    Born in france he went to one of the top culinary school is the country. He has been into cooking ever since he was a child and watched his single mother cook. Because of his love for cooking people always thought he was gay but in the end he grew up to be Bi sexual. He never let it bother him. He can cook anything.
  • The Traitor / / Jayden Christopher Daniels / / Touya-Sama / /
    Born in a more metropoliton area of Ireland. His mother just packed up and left one night leaving his family torn apart, he wasn't sure what to do. He stayed mostly with his dad not being able to stand seeing his dad being alone. His dad's job wasn't the best but it supported the two of them the best he could. he is really into sport and is really in shape.

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    Jungle Girl / / [Evelyne Michelle Passmore] / / [OrgasmicSkittles] / /
    Bikini Babe / / Kayla Marie Smith / / [ L3TS MAK3 A SC3N3!. ] / /
    The Healer / / [insert name here] / / [insert username] / /
    Knowledge / / [insert name here] / / [insert username] / /
    The Quiet One / / Mella Daynna Berkson / / The Ranzatsu / /



    Muscle Man / / [insert name here] / / [insert username] / /
    The Protector / / [Bailey David Auburn] / / [The Ranzatsu] / /
    The Doctor / / [Brandon James Taylor] / / [Discolored Perfection] / /
    The Chef / / [insert name here] / / [insert username] / /
    The Traitor / / [Jayden Christopher Daniels] / / Touya-Sama / /


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The ship has already crashed and the 10 survivors are washing up on the shore either unconcious or awake. People are stressed and showing it in diffrent ways. Some are calm and collected and are focused on getting away and starting a shelter or a signal fire, others are at the point of tears from losing those who they are close to. Mixed emotiones.
They must help eachother from this point on if they want to survive, nobody knows what will happen, that is except for the traitor.

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"Dammit" mumbled a rather deep voice, a clear Irish accent came from the voice as a six foot one male worked on the main mother board of the a massive cruise ship, easily carrying tens of thousands of people. It was a rather gloomy night for day five of the trip. People were currently eating, drinking, gambling, enjoying a relaxing evening out on the decks or mingling in the bar for a good hook up. The ship sailed over the not so kind sea, white caps rising over each of the wave, accenting that even though it was beautiful to look at, it could be just as deadly.

Jayden on the other hand had broke into the main part of the ship. A small beeping noise could be heard as he shifted about the room in complete silence, occasionally glancing over at the door as people walked by laughing and joking. With a deep breath, he paused a moment, staring at the computer in front of him, the clock saying '0:05:00' on it and all he had to do was press the button, it was a simple task, set everything up and hit the button. This was the last set out of a series of ten different placed computers.

He shook his head and pressed on the button, the numbers instantly began to count down in silence as he quickly started to pack up his things. He shoved it all into a bag and quickly made his way over to the door. He slipped out the door and calmly walked down the halls, making his way down the stairs and away from what was going to make the head line in various countries all over the world. With that done, he made his way over to the main level of the ship and stopped next to the railing and looked down at the water below.

Calmly, he looked down at his watch and turned around to face the people walking by, giving them a small smile before watching them walk out of sight. He glanced at his watch again.....5....4.....3..........2....................1. A series of blasts through out the ship roared and he leaped over the side.


Present Time....

The sound of small waves, washing over the beach only to quickly make its way back filled the ears of a young male. A small frown formed as he soon regained conciousness, a groan coming shortly after as he raised his hand to his head, his eyes still remaining closed. He shielding his eyes, he slowly opened them, blinking a few times as everything shortly came back into focus. He looked up at the bright clouds over head, before slowly rolling over from his back, to his side and using his arms to lift him up as a wave of water spilled over his legs.

Rolling his eyes, he stiffly lifted himself up off the ground and came to a stand, turning his gaze at the tropical land in front of him. He was currently wearing his swim shorts that went past his knees and were black with white and red stripes along the sides of the legs. He wore a simple black t-shirt, currently plastered to his athletic frame from having got wet. He pinched the sides of his shirt and peeled it off his body as he walked up the beach a little.

This wasn't the island he was supposed to land on. He was to be picked up on a different one, so where the hell was he? How did he lose track as to where he was? His plan didn't go according to plan, no pun intended. Palm trees littered the land, the sound of birds and other things that come along with the whole package were present. The sun shined over head, definately more improved from what it was like the night before.

Judging by where the sun was, it was roughly around one or two in the afternoon, and it was a warm, muggy feeling about the air. He stumbled forward, rubbing his stomach lightly, his side sore, he must have bruised a rib. "Hello?" he called out, hoping to hear some voices of survivors, he was confident there were survivors.

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User Image" You have got to be kidding me, I'm not here for anything more than a good time, you guys can go hook me up but I will refuse. I'm a b***h remember " Kayla had been talking with some friends. She layed on her stomach her hair hanging over her shoulder as she attempted to get a tan.. well at least even it out abit. She raised her head up and smiled as her friends that had come on the trip with her tried to hook her up with some guy on the ship. Currently Kayla was the only single. She was also the only one that wasn't a virgin, although it made no diffrence to her all the more. She put her head back down as they pointed to her and she shook her head into the seat laughing. Were they ever going to just give up on her?

The sounds of her friends voices grew closer as she felt the warm sun get blocked out by a shadowy figure. " excuse me but your blocking my sun " she said rather politely as she looked over at him. This guy seemed well groomed and well mannered.. Either that or he was another one of those horny bastards who thought that just by buttering her up they could get her in bed. She sat up and fixed her hair as she let out a soft little yawn. " I would love to stay and talk. " she said with a smile as she look over at her friends that were watching her closely. " But it seems that they day is no longer young and that these young ladies here want your attention.. sooo.. I will just be leaving you. ".

Kayla stood up and walked along the railing of the ship looking down at the sea smiling. " Normally at a moment like this a dolphin would pop up and I would jump in shock and then the man of my dreams would dive after me to my safety. " she told her self as she leaned her back against the railing and looked towards the sky.
A loud roar came from the ship and screams came from all around. Kayla was disoriented and closed her eyes hoping that when she opened it everything would be over. She fell backwards into the water. Okay this is wear prince charming saves me she told her self as she silently in her head screamed for help.

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" Owwwww " Kayla said as she pulled herself out of the water. She had layed in the surf of the water unconcious for who knows how long. She couldn't see signs of anyone else. This made her nervous. She didn't know much about islands or edible plants or animals or anything. She hobbled her way to a large raock and looked down at her foot. A stinging came from her ankle. Blood was running from a gash on her ankle, she thought it might have been from falling off the ship, or maybe a rock when she washed up on shore. She looked around and saw hot silky sands. Not a sign of anything else.

No life, the sounds of birds from the more forested area, water, maybe the wind. The smell of the sea filled her nostrils. She looked around and saw something moving on the sand towards her lonely little rock.

" AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH " she screamed as she brought her legs in closer. Her blood curdling scream echo'd through the now silent island.. Her scream caused the birds to stop chirping and singing for a second. A little tiny crab was comming towards her and caused a great amount of fear. She grabbed a stick and tried to throw sand at it but it didn't stop the crab any. She had seen shows on TV where crabs pinched people and in this one movie where a crab made someones finger fall off. She looked at her ankle and wrapped one of her hands around it. " You cant come drink my blood I need it " she shouted.

She was always inside she had never really known anything about the outside. She looked at the sun and laughed " I really dont want to take my eyes off the killer crab, but they say you can tell what time it is by looking at the sun " she said to herself trying to sound smart but it wasn't working out very well. She covered her eyes and let out a sigh. The stinging in her leg was just getting worse. She looked down at her ankle and let out a discusted sigh. The watery blood from being in the ocean ran down her foot into a small pool on the rock. " My perfect skin is ruined, and now Im going to die here.. " she sobbed.

" My Prince Was Supposed To Save Me, Thats How It Always Works " she said louder. She was convinced she was alone.

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Evelyne was sitting under some shade on the upper decks playing cards with some people she had met on the cruise. She was wearing a baggy pair of khaki capri's that sat low on her hips and showed the top of her bikini bottom. Her bikini top was covered by a tight white tank top that showed off her well-kept body. She had a small lightweight backpack with her that she always carried around. As a child her father had told her to always be prepared for the worst, and the only day she wasn't was when her youngest sister almost died by snake bite. Evelyne had been prepared for almost anything from there on out.

"Two Eights" she said with a smile putting her last two cards head down on the center of the table. Evelyne continued smiling at everyone around the table, almost daring them to call out Bullshit. When no one said anything, the next player went up and put down his cards while Evelyne squealed in excitement. "Yes!!
I win second place!" she smiled triumphantly at her new friends. They laughed at her excitement, it was only second place after all. "Lucky shot!" someone had yelled out. They had run into each other and just stuck together from the first day, and had been hanging out throughout the five day journey so far. The gloomy looking day they woke to didn't change the fact that they were going to spend the day at the top deck. And that's what they were doing, playing cards and fooling around.

"You and I both know that probably was just pure luck." Evelyne giggled. Cards just weren't her thing. Little kids could own her a** on the silliest games like 'Go Fish' and she could never win anything. Unless of course, it was a random streak of luck like she tended to have sometimes. They settled down for a few other games and after several losses later, Evelyne felt the need to excuse herself before she fell into a pit of card-induced depression. "I'll have to meet you guys at dinner later. I'm about to go crazy if I lose one more time." she said, grabbing her things and getting up to leave. She waved at everyone and walked over to the side of the ship, about to take one last look around before going to her room. It was then the explosions went off, people screaming and yelling followed soon after. Some people that were rushing by her pushed her clear off the deck when she had turned around to see what was happening. "I'm going to die..." was the last coherent thought in her head before her body splashed into the ocean.


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A burst of hot, white pain engulfed Evelyne, making her groan in pain. She was awoken by a sharp pain on her back. "Oh my god... Am I dead?" Evelyne wondered aloud as she picked herself up and looked around. It was no wonder that her back was in immense pain, she had fallen from the top deck of the cruise ship down to the ocean bellow, only to wake up on a pile of rocks on what seemed like a deserted tropical beach. "Dorothy... we're definitely not in Kansas anymore..." she muttered to herself getting up and off the rocks and onto the sand. It was then Evelyne noticed she didn't have her backpack, and that when she looked at the ocean, the cruise ship was no where to be seen.

Evelyne walked around a bit before sitting on the sand. Her back was in too much pain for her to be walking around too much, but she would have to get up again soon and start walking the shore of the island. She wanted to know how big the island was, and see if she could find any other survivors, as well as see if it was possible to live in. "What am I going to do if I'm the only one here?" Evelyne wondered to herself. It wasn't everyday that a cruise ship sunk, so she was hopping she hadn't drifted too far from where it sank. That way, when rescue boats and other people came, she wouldn't be hard to find. "So.. should I bury the dead people that wash up, or should I leave them for the sharks? ....Am I really mean enough to leave them for the sharks?" She asked herself kicking some sand.


With a deep sigh, Evelyne got up, then growled as she did. Her back pain was just getting worse and if she didn't stop and laze around for most of the day then the pain would most likely continue. But then again, if she just lazed around the island for a few days, not only would she probably have skin cancer but she would die of starvation. She had to find her backpack, for it had all kinds of pain relievers and other emergency items. She started doing the things on her mental checklist. The topmost thing, walking the island, and hopefully finding her backpack and other important things that got washed ashore.
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    ____The clicking sound of the top of her pen and the sound of people outside were the only things she could here. Mella Daynna Berkson, had locked herself away in her room as her family went out and enjoyed the cruise... She liked the sun, and the water, but there was so many people out there... Mella didn't really feel comfortable out there. Sighing once more, she stood and walked to the small round window that was in all the rooms. Staring out, she saw people running by with towels, some where bathing in the sunlight and some were even playing cards. 'I wish I could do somthing like that...'

    ____Right after Mella spoke these words, her brother Greg and her two dads came in. They all smelled like sun block. "Mella! Come on out! It's so fun!" Mella just gave Greg a blank stare. He smiled, and grabbed her by the arm. "Come on now!" Mella sort of hesitated, but then just let him take her outside the door. She hadn't been on the deck except when they first got on. All the ocean around her took her breath away. Literally. She ran back inside, and grabbed her inhaler. Taking in a few puffs of it, she stepped back outside.

    ____Greg then got her to go swimming. Mella didn't know how he did this, but he did. He, of course was first to get in. Mella didn't really want to take off her dad's shirt. That was the only peice of clothing she had on because it was so hot in the room. She did, although, have her bathing suit underneath it. Slowly unbottoning it, her dad came up behind her and pushed her in. She still had her eyebrow peircing in too... Mella gasped for air as she reached the top of the water. "Dad!! What the hell!?" A woman glared at her as she walked away with her smaller child. Mella's dad was laughing so hard.

    ____Then a loud roaring sound filled the air. Mella thought it was just something the ship did because she hadn't been outside. So she got out and dryed herself, but her dads and brother were freaking out. "Wah? What's wrong?" Greg ran over to the railing to see what was the matter, then in an instant he was gone. "GGGRRREEEEGG!!!" Mella tried to run, but Buddy, her dad's husband grabbed a hold of her. "LET GO OF ME!!" Mella flailed her arms frantically and tried to get out of his grip. When she finally did, she ran so fast towards the rail, that she too fell face first down.

    ___________________________Down. Down. Down.

    ____All she could see was water. Nothing else. And the only thing going through her head was Greg. She was screaming and crying his name in her head. 'GREG!! GREG!! WHERE ARE YOU!!?? PLEASE TELL ME YOUR OK!!' Mella was crying, but she couldn't even feel the tears because she was already fully emerged in the water.


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    ____Mella awoke to the sound of squacking birds. It kind of frightened her. She slowly lifted her head. Through one of her eyes, she couldn't see. When she wiped it, she looked at her hand and saw blood. "Wah...?" She looked around at the surroundings, and started to lift the rest of her body. Mella was so disoriented that she thought that she was still on the ship. "Dad? Buddy?" Then she remembered everything. Jumping up to her feet, Mella frantically looked around. "GREG!!!?? GREG!!??" Mella started to walked around not knowing where she was going. Every few seconds she yelled her brother's name. But there was no reply.

    ____Mella fell to her knees, and picked up the sand with her hands. It seeped through her finger. Throwing it, tears raced each other down her cheeks. "Where am I? I have to do something... Anything... Am I all alone? What if I was the only to land on this island!!?? What if I was the only one to survive!!!???" Mella began to freak out in the very spot she was on her knees. A wave came up, and pushed her over. She didn't even sit up after that. She stayed there and stared at the sand as the wave went back into the ocean. "Hello...? Anyone there?" But she said this so low no one could of heard it.

    ____'I'm so scared... I hope theres more people here... But I'd probably be to shy to even say anything to them... Why do I have to be this way!!?? I wonder if my dad or Buddy is here... Maybe the ship was directed to this island, and theres a hotel or something in the center!! Maybe this is an island where we were supposed to go! But why am I washed up on the shore? Oh! Because I fell over the rail... Oh my head hurts...' Mells reached up and felt a bump on the side of her forehead. All the blood around it was still kind of fresh. Flinching, Mella wiped it off with her dad's shirt.

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Jayden stumbled along the beach, occasionally stopping and picking up a piece of debris, most of it being pieces of clothing and nothing to any real use. The job was done, and they all knew there were going to be casualities, but he would have thought there would be many more people washed up by now and he has not seen a single body. It was then that a blood curdling scream reached his ears and he immediately stood up right and looked around him, his blue eyes scanning the beach around him.

He hurried up the beach to see a young girl holding her knees to her chest and yelling at a crab that was making its way along the beach. He raised a brow slightly, wondering if the girl possibly drank to much sea water. He was about to speak but the girl was clearly talking to herself and was looking up at the sun, trying to figure out the time, but seem to have failed.

"I don't know about a me being a Prince, but I can tell you it is about one thirty or two in the afternoon....judging by the sun," he said as he approached the girl. He placed his hands on his hips and looked around. "Now you have a choice, either follow me and help me find others, or sit here and be eaten by the crabs," he said as he glanced down at her and then started to walk, the girl did not seem to be hurt in any way. He knew she would follow, she was young and she had absolutely no idea on how to make it work out here, at least that was his first impression.

He continued down the beach, the best place to find someone would be here, people would think to be out in the open, some where they could be seen by others, and not to mention, find any other survivors who were not conscious yet. He glanced back at the girl over his shoulder, she looked no older then eighteen, nineteen maybe. He had to admit, she had a great body, but that didn't matter any at this point in time.

He raised his hands to his mouth as he walked and yelled, "HELLO? ANYONE OUT THERE?"

Judging by the weather out here, it can be rather unpredictable, the sooner they found people, the sooner they could start making a shelter. It would be best if they found a cave or something, and find a fresh water stream. Worst case scenario, they would have to boil their water, or they would use leaves to catch the rain. Starting a fire shouldn't be a problem, he could use rocks or sticks, unfortunately, he had no matches to use.

The land looked like it had life, so they would be able to eat from the land, and fish. Thankfully the water was clear, it will be easier to catch fish, all he had to do was find a pointy stick, or a knife, make a knife, he was just going to have to use what he could find. He was technically the reason why everyone was stuck here, but that was something he wasn't going to share with them. They didn't need to know that little piece of information, he would like to live.

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Evelyne was slowly walking along the banks of the beach, keeping a keen eye on things that got washed ashore in hopes of finding her backpack. The glorious vacation her parents had planned for her wasn't turning out as great as it was supposed to. Sure she loved being in the sun better then returning to the ice cube nation that is the US, but being the lone survivor of a cruise ship crash was far worse. "Stupid ship, why'd you have to go and explode..." she muttered kicking at a ripped up T-shirt that was on the beach. She then picked it up and waved the sand off of it before placing it on her head to keep of the suns evil rays.

"Hello? Anyone out there?" she heard a voice call out. "Great, now I'm hearing voices... can this get any worse?" Evelyne thought to herself walking closer to what she assumed her head made up the sound. "Wait... hearing voices? It takes at least a month of solitude to start hearing voices! I'm not going crazy!" she exclaimed to herself starting to run towards the voice.

"I'M OUT HERE!" she screamed out at the top of her lungs, running as fast as her legs could take her towards where she heard the voice call out. "s**t, this is going to kill my back." Evelyne thought as she lifted her arms up a bit to stretch as she slowed down. The ripped T-shirt that was on her head had long fallen off as she ran. "Life is good, life is great, I love not being the lone survivor." Evelyne thought to herself happily. "HELLO!!" she yelled out, hoping whoever she heard wasn't walking in away from her.
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